Brisbane airport

I've been in the Brisbane airport now for a few hours and already I feel like I've traveled somewhere new. lol, perhaps deprived for new locations at the moment. The muggy trip on the train from the international terminal to the domestic was far more exciting than the bumpy ride in the 767 from HK.

Here in Brisbane, knackered with only 2 hours sleep, I feel about as pale as some of these people are tanned. Classic. There's a sort of resort vibe and the feeling hit me like landing in Auckland last year. The international terminal is almost a carbon copy of Auckland, and I'm glad to have found the more intensely air-conditioned domestic. A bit of a shock from the 14-17deg maximums in HK these last few days.

The cool thing about airports is that you're allowed to look knackered, bedraggled and a bit lost. While I sip my $5 water and wait for my bowels to catch up with this time zone it gets me mighty excited to be somewhere completely new. In fact, less overwhelming than going somewhere new in an already familiar place, if you get my meaning.

Dare I try the airport snooze with hand luggage clutched to my gut as I get in an awkward 20 mins?